The ghost-hand Rakshasa's dragnet is as sharp as a sword.
Unexpectedly, Xuanhe's awe-inspiring righteousness is as resilient as cotton. No matter how sharp the sword is, if it is chopped on the cotton, its power will be like a mud cow entering the sea, and the threat will be reduced suddenly.
In terms of energy consumption alone, Xuanhe and the other three who relied on their awe-inspiring righteousness to resist the attack lost their inner energy much faster. Therefore, overall, the ghost-hand Rakshasa and the eight-armed Yaksha still have the upper hand. , but they didn't dare to relax even a little bit, and for some reason they felt a little uneasy.
Soon they found the source of their uneasiness. There were only two people on the other side competing with them, and one person had his hands free.
Li Huo Ren Abban, what plans does he have?
Abban, who was "taking a break", did not escape the attention of his opponents, and was also noticed by Xuanhe and Xie Yongchang.
Firstly, Xuanhe was favored by Aban to take care of him all the way. Secondly, although Xie Yongchang was helping him, Haoran's righteousness was still controlled by him, and the pressure brought by the dragnet was basically carried by him, even if he meant to say a few words. , unable to care about him.
Xuanhe was depressed in his heart. He had no choice. He could only choose to trust Aban and believe that he would have a countermeasure.
Xie Yongchang was not polite to Abban at all and asked directly: "Brother, are you thinking of a way out of trouble?"
Abban said: "Brother, do you think the wine at Longyuan Wine Inn is considered good wine?"
Xie Yongchang was familiar with Aban's temperament, so he didn't speculate too much. He just followed Aban's words and replied: "We only stayed for one night, and we tasted all the wines in the wine shop. No, Any amount of wine is mixed with water, and wine mixed with water is not considered wine.”
Abban said: "Of course it doesn't count."
Xie Yongchang said: "The remaining Fenjiu, Shaodaozi, and Hongjiu are similar to those from other places, and there is nothing special about them."
Abban affirmed: "These wines can naturally only be regarded as ordinary wines."
Xie Yongchang said: "There is only one kind of wine. As soon as the wine is in your mouth, you will feel like there is a living thing rolling and beating on the tip of your tongue. Then this stimulating feeling will go from the mouth to the stomach, from the stomach to the heart, and no matter how tired and sleepy you are, you will feel the excitement. After drinking for a while, the whole person becomes alert and energetic.”
Abban said: "This wine is extremely strong."
Xie Yongchang said: "Only strong wine is good wine for brothers."
Abban said: "Yes, strong wine is good wine."
Xie Yongchang said: "This strong wine is not only strong, but also very unique. It is brewed by Longyuan Wine Inn itself. If we hadn't had a stubborn fight with the shopkeeper that night, he would not have taken out this treasure. "
Abban said: "Then I still remember the name of this good wine."
Xie Yongchang chuckled and said: "Of course I remember. Although I am not as drunk as my brothers, the taste of 'dragon playing in the water' is really unforgettable. I'm afraid I will never forget it in my life."
Abban said: "Yes, the wine is good wine, and it would be better to get a wine name. It would be a pity if you accidentally spill this good wine with a good name."
When Xie Yongchang heard this, his eyebrows trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Not only is it a pity, it is simply a waste. Even if you are not careful, you will really waste the good wine, which is a waste of natural resources!"
Abban was speechless for a moment, actually feeling a little ashamed, because Xie Yongchang said what any good drinker would say.
Xuan He on the side really wanted to blend in with the calm rhythm of the two seniors in front of him, but after a few words, he still didn't get a clue from them. He just felt that they were too absorbed in chatting, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. However, the pressure brought by the dragnet was so great that it was difficult for him to open his mouth. He finally realized what it meant to speak out of trouble.
He also had to wonder whether Aban and Xie Yongchang were not as open-minded as he imagined, and now they were taking the opportunity to punish and retaliate against his rude offense.
After a pause, Abban continued: "I thought so too at first, but now it seems that I am actually lucky."
Xie Yongchang was happy and said disapprovingly: "Hey, is there such a thing as luck after spilling wine?"
Abban said slowly: "If this wine is simply spilled on the ground, it would be really a waste. However, if this wine is not spilled on the ground, but spilled on a very important place, do you think it is good luck or not?"
The conversation between Aban and Xie Yongchang was not loud, but the creatures in the forest had already been disturbed by the fight between several people and fled in all directions. The two sides were currently exchanging internal strength, and there was no noise of the clash of weapons and blades. Therefore, the current The situation was quite silent, and the content of the conversation between the two naturally fell into the ears of the Ghost-Handed Rakshasa and the Eight-Armed Yaksha.
Before Xie Yongchang could take over from Abban, the ghost-hand Rakshasa's hand trembled invisibly, and his expression changed again and again.
No one will notice the small movements if they are slightly concealed, and the ghost-hand Rakshasa has no extra hands to cover his face that can turn blue.
The eight-armed yaksha stood behind the ghost-hand Rakshasa, so naturally he could not see the change in her face. However, facing the two of them, Xie Yongchang could see all her facial expressions.
The face of the ghost-hand Rakshasa was so green that it was not so ugly even when the green leaves withered and turned yellow. Unfortunately, the face that was originally meant to be cherished was now difficult for ordinary people to see.
Xie Yongchang seemed to have found the key to Aban's words and said, "Brother, did you spill the wine accidentally or on purpose?"
Abban said: "To be precise, he was knocked over."
Drunkards live happily without drinking. They always carry wine with them. Most of them carry wine in wine bags or gourds. Both gourds and wine bags can hold a lot of wine. Compared with wine pots and wine jars, they are less likely to be bumped. , easy to break, wine bags and wine gourds are easier to carry.
The drunkard's wine bag must always contain wine. When there is a lot of wine, they can drink it in big gulps. When there is little wine, they will drink it in small sips to satisfy their craving. It will never be empty at any time.
Abban is an alcoholic, and he always has a wine bag around his waist. After tasting the "Youlong Play in the Water" at Longyuan Wine Inn the night before yesterday, he asked the shopkeeper for another pot of "Youlong Play in the Water" yesterday morning. water and put it into a wineskin.
The crescent-shaped wine bag should have been sealed with a stopper, but at this moment it was sealed by a stone. After seeing this scene, Xie Yongchang had made up his mind and turned his eyes back to the ghost-hand Rakshasa. While saying: "The shadowless silk is made of black iron, so it will definitely not be easy to cause fire."
Abban said: "Not only is it difficult to ignite fire, but if there is no refining fire to burn it for seven days and seven nights, it will definitely be difficult to fuse it. Only in this way can it be used as a surprise weapon to defeat the enemy."
"If this shadowless thread were your weapon, where would you store it so that it could be used at any time?"
"The waist is a good choice, but if you want to be able to deal with enemies at any time, wrapping it around your arm and hiding it in your sleeve is the best choice."
"Dark iron is not easy to conduct fire, but if the dark iron is contaminated by strong alcohol, will it burn instantly and the iron wire will instantly turn into a flaming iron wire?"
"I don't know, but I'm lucky enough to see it today."
"Haha, wait and see."
At this point, if there are still people present who don’t understand what Aban wants, then they are really being kicked in the head by a donkey. They are extremely stupid.
Abban had bullied the Ghost Hand Rakshasa before. If the Ghost Hand Rakshasa hadn't been quick on his feet and slow on his hands, he would have been captured by Abban long ago.
In order to break away from Abban's entanglement, the ghost-hand Rakshasa naturally used hidden weapons. However, at a close distance, a hidden weapon knocked off the cork of the wine bag.
Most of the bag of wine naturally spilled out, and the wine wetted the sleeves of the ghost-hand Rakshasa, and the shadowless silk hidden in it was naturally not spared.
When tongues of fire burst out of Aban's mouth, the Eight-Armed Yasha wished he could take off his clothes to wipe away the remaining wine stains on their shadowless silk.
However, he cannot move. If he withdraws his hand, the ghost-hand Rakshasa will be unable to hold it alone. Will the opponent use this gap to break free from the shackles of the dragnet?
But if they can't stop the fire from coming, can they endure the flames until help arrives?
In the dilemma of making a choice, the heaven and earth net has turned into a heaven and earth fire net. The fireworks are quickly circling along the shadowless thread like a spiritual snake, opening a terrifying bloody mouth and rushing towards them.
